Mage Veigar

Chapter 794 Find the target
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The Vatican's troops rampaged through the streets.

This scene is very rare for the common people in the holy city of Gangti.

Because in their impression, the last time there was a large-scale military deployment was during the last World War, and the new generation of young people have hardly seen similar scenes.

Seeing the big from the small.

After all, in the entire Jialan continent, the Holy City of Gangti and the Immortal City of the Empire are rated as the most suitable places for human habitation. The safety index of these two places has always been ranked among the best in the world, which makes the Kingdom of Jialan pale in comparison.

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It seemed that in order to speed up the progress, the alarm bell of war was sounded.

After hearing the alarm bell, the civilians scattered like frightened ants. Although they had not experienced much war, they had been well trained in war drills, so when they heard the alarm bell, they would immediately return to their homes.

The bustling streets and alleys were thus emptied.

Pope Andrews Edington came to the East District with his army impatiently. He first ordered the army to surround the location of the war with three layers inside and three layers outside, and then he had time to go forward and check it out in person.

"Your Holiness, how come you have time to come here today?"

As if hearing the loud noise outside, a middle-aged man in civilian clothes walked out of the house.

He is one of the death squad, and now he and another middle-aged woman are pretending to be the parents of the two war species. He is also the direct person in charge of the two war species.

"Where are the two girls?"

Pope Andrews Edington ignored his question and looked directly towards the house, trying to find the two war species, but there was no clue. This made him more and more uneasy, so he said angrily: "Tell me! Did you lose the war species!"

"Father, what is war?"

The two timid girls poked their heads out of the darkness for fear, but they heard the conversation between the two people. They vaguely felt that the war species mentioned by the scary-looking Pope were them.

"you……"

Pope Andrews Edington saw the two of them heaving a long sigh of relief. After being so surprised and overjoyed, he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "I knew my hiding method was foolproof. How could those idiots possibly snatch the war seeds from me?"

"The Pope is wise."

The middle-aged man quickly knelt on one knee and said, "Everything is peaceful here. With my subordinates here, no one can take the two war species away from us. Your Majesty, please rest assured."

"Father?"

The elder sister in the lead said anxiously, "Please tell us what happened and why you know the Pope? Didn't you say that our family has been poor farmers for generations?"

Originally, I would not have asked to this extent.

But the moment they saw the Pope, they felt something was missing, as if... it was not the first time they had seen the old man in the white robe, and painful memories gradually began to revive...

"Your Holiness, it seems that the seal has loosened a little."

The senior wizard who was kneeling on the ground stood up and walked towards the two girls with a cold expression. He had already taken out a bottle of golden potion from his arms and did not look like a father at all.

It is difficult to seal a person's memory.

It can be said that the seal will loosen once a month. Once the two girls' memories are restored, they are likely to escape from their control on their own like last time. Therefore, reinforcing the seal is a piece of cake for the assassin who plays the father.

"Father, what are you going to do to me and my sister?"

The older sister protected her younger sister and stepped back step by step. At this moment, their father's expression was too strange to them, so strange that they began to doubt whether this was their father.

"enough."

Pope Ann Ruvis Eddington stopped the middle-aged man.

He waved his hand casually and said, "This place has been exposed. There is no point in hiding here any longer. For the time being, we will take the war species back to the Holy See and keep them under strict supervision. I will think of other ways to hide these two war species."

“Yes, Your Holiness.” The middle-aged man knelt on one knee.

"Father? What's wrong with you, father? Please answer us."

The girls showed panic expressions on their faces. They walked forward and tried to help their father who was kneeling on the ground.

But the middle-aged man did not accept their kindness. Instead, he pushed them out. "Props are just props. Can't you see the truth now? You don't have parents at all. You are not even sisters. You are props! Props for war. Just be a prop and wait to be used!"

By the end of his speech, the man was already angry.

He has always been the direct person in charge of the War Race. The last time the War Race escaped, he was severely punished. Therefore, he does not have much good feelings towards the War Race.

same.

Anyone who knows the inside story will have no sympathy for the war.

Because the war species are not their kind, but just a prop, so should we show sympathy and compassion to the prop?

Stop joking, would you fall in love with a cannonball?

The war species is synonymous with disaster and war. No one likes disaster. Those who know the truth will only hate disaster.

A tear fell from my sister's eye.

The cold looks from those around her made her feel out of place in this world.

Memories began to revive at this time.

She recalled how the three warring groups had been hated and isolated for eighteen years, and she also recalled the brave efforts that Isa had made to escape from this inhumane and cold place.

Now she regrets it immensely.

If she had mustered up the courage to escape with Isa, could she have lived a real human life?
Family, friendship, love...

What kind of experience is that?

The more I imagined warm things, the more I felt how miserable my life had been for the past eighteen years.

The two war-type girls looked at each other, and tears of anxiety and sadness flowed from their eyes at the same time.

"Take them back."

Pope Ann Ruvis Edington gave the order and turned to leave.

The middle-aged man also stood up and grabbed the arms of the two girls: "You can feel sad? You can cry? No matter how realistic you pretend, props are just props. You will never be able to experience human emotions."

"Let's go!"

The middle-aged man grabbed the two girls and dragged them forward: "Go back to where you belong. That cage is where the props belong."

"No! We don't want to go back!"

There was endless fear on the girls' faces. The invisible sunlight and the "cage" they had lived in for seventeen years were not a home for them, but a prison.

"Is there anyone, anyone who can save us?"

The girls looked around for help, but unfortunately all they got was cold stares.

At this moment, they were desperate.

But fate is always a joke.

Although there was no one around, a young and clear voice echoed in their ears: "I say, do you want to come to my place as a guest? I will give you respect, freedom and shelter, but the price may be your life."

(End of this chapter)